Neil Gregory Johnson

Lyrics

I had your love in my pocket,
And a hole in it too,
I had your love in my pocket,
And a hole in it too,
Now my souls worn out in my travelin' shoes,

Had your love in my pocket,
Well I lost it on the road,
I had your love in my pocket,
And I lost it on the road,
When finders keep sometimes losers lose,

Sometimes we're lost, and can't seem to find the way,
The path keeps changing day to day,
Others pick up what we've left behind,
And the world keeps turning,
Finders keep and losers weep,

I had your love in my mind,
and I lost it along the way,
I had your love in my mind,
and I lost it along the way,
Well it's easier to keep traveling than it is to stay,

Sometimes we're lost and we can't find the way,
The path keeps changing day to day,
Others pick up what we've left behind,
And the world keeps turning,
Finders keep and losers weep,